This is a song about "Hard times smokeing weed"

Relive all the good times

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Cause they right down the street

Who be puffin that weed

Now it's time to eat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

To all those hard times, hiding

Why not me the same thing

Weed and rapping weed in jays

But i know i see better days

Times might be hard, but keep your head up...it's fine...

Promise me you won't step out of line

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Man times was very hard i cant even explain

I remember dates, times

We hustle to survive